#harrys child

[1-800-adoreyou]

Dadrry one-shot

Your pov:

Being in a band like One Direction had its fair share of ups and downs. There were many ups such as having adoring fans, doing the job you love with and for the people you love, being able to have fun and paying back your parents for everything they’ve done for you. 

The downs, of course, were little to no privacy, the constant need to be perfect, working on a tight schedule and no privacy in your relationship- especially when it’s with one of your band mates.  

Harry and I have been together since our album “Take Me Home” came out in 2012. We had originally met during X-Factor and had been inseparable ever since. And after all these years of friendship, love and stress we’re extremely proud to say we’ve come out stronger than ever. 

Like any relationship, there had been a few rough patches. The worst was when Harry had to pretend to date Taylor Swift. She’s a lovely woman but I didn’t entirely trust fans when everything was to eventually be over and done with. 

Hiding our relationship was stressful but now we had an entirely new variable- our beautiful daughter, Eloise. 

We found out about our little one the last few dates of the ‘Take Me Home’ tour. Thankfully everyone was so supportive of us. But saying we were scared would have been the biggest understatement of the century. We were totally shitting ourselves. Thank god for taking a few months off of tour when it ended!

After tour we had a meeting and talked about how none of us should be seen by the public eye the last six months of pregnancy. Louis had brought it up after discussing how it would be suspicious if only Harry and I weren’t seen. 

But now, Eloise was four months old and a bundle of joy with her daddy’s smile. She definitely got his eye-shape as well along with his long, full eyelashes. We were on a flight heading to the first destination of touring for ‘Four’, out fourth album. Anne was going to take Elli off of our hands to get some time for ourselves and focusing on our job. And to get some quality grandma time, of course. 

“I saw Taylor the other day.” I whispered in the quiet plane to Harry, twirling my fork in the salad I ordered a few minutes ago. 

“Swift?” He asked, finishing a bite of pasta. 

I nodded. “We talked for a bit. She congratulated us.” I said, slipping my free hand to his. 

His fingers inter-locked with mine, a bright smile adorning his face. His deep dimples were showcased around his full brown curls. “That’s sweet. She doing alright?” 

“Yeah! Her new albums coming out soon. Said I was gonna make Elli listen to it when it comes out.” I smiled at him, keeping my voice quiet. 

Eloise, who hadn’t been sleeping, was finally asleep. It has been a few days since either of us got a full night of rest, but we truly never could be happier. Me and Harry’s eyes traveled to the carrier sitting next to him. She looked angelic when she was sleeping. She showed no sign of being a pooping and screaming little menace at all. 

“Little bugger decides to sleep when we can’t.” Harry sighed, a grin stretching across his face. “Just like her mum.” 

I mocked offense and smacked his arm gently. “Her refusing to sleep is stubborn. Now, who do we know that’s stubborn? Hmm.” I teased him, sending a knowing look. 

“I am not stubborn.” He said. 

I shook my head slowly and stole some of his pasta. “Wow, remind me to get this next time.” 

He agreed with a rapid movement of his head. “It’s so damn good-” 

He stopped his statement when rustling was heard. We looked over to the carrier which was now moving. We shared a disappointing look but remained silent, hoping Eloise would go back to sleep. 

A moment later, she started crying. 

Harry flipped up the blanket draped over the front, getting to work to unclasp the straps. “Shh, daddy’s here. Calm down, Princess.” He hugged her to his chest, his hand took up half of her small body. Gently he rocked her in his arms. 

I reached down to her dipper bag, opening the second pouch to get her milk. “She’s probably hungry. I can feed her if you’d like.” 

Harry dismissively shook his head. “You relax. I’ll feed her- haven’t done it in a bit.” 

“Alright, here. Gotta pump anyway.” I handed him the bottle then turned to get the pump machine. 

While I hooked myself up to the machine I admired my boyfriend and our daughter. She was starting to get my nose and fuller lips, definitely along with her father’s cheekbones. Harry had occupied staring down lovingly at our daughter, making little coos at her. “She looks so much like you.” I spoke to him. 

He lifted his head and smiled. “Hope that’s a good thing.” He chuckled.

“Yep. You’re so damn handsome- she’s gonna be the most beautiful little kid ever.” I gushed, adjusting the suction on the machine. 

“Don’t forget how beautiful you are, My love. She’s both of us, Y/n”  

[lunarlivs]

here is harry as fun kids i found on pinterest :)

[longdaytogo]

safe to say harry much rather prefers his rats nest

[pearlynia]

Sirius Black would wear a shirt that says "best dogfather ever" at Harry's birthday because him and James thinks it's hilarious and would laugh their ass off.

[digitkame]

Severus - weird Slytherin boi, zero social skill, unnaturally talented at making enemies, completely crushing on a Gryffindor girl.

[vienguinn]

The slytherin duos 🐍

[dearestdo3]

bad hair day

[crystcllise]

“what’s this? i thought we didn’t hug.”

[ari-leah-arts]

Sketch Commission for @girl-loves-travel45 of a widdle Snape doing what he loves. Inhaling toxic fumes.

[yendts]

baby scorpius 🤍 ft. draco and astoria

[sundayroadkill]

i am begging yall to see my vision

[michonnes]

She is a survivor.

[hereforagoodtimenotalongone]

thinking about how scorpius canonically was a very sheltered child and spent the majority of his time pre-hogwarts with his very proper pure blood parents. he’s like the equivalent of those children who are raised by their grandparents and talk like mini grandparents.

like i’m just imagining the early days of his friendship with albus and tiny 11 yr old scorpius is using very proper language and doesn’t understand slang meanwhile albus has 101 cousins and probably spoke exclusively in slang.

[longdaytogo]

harry 'I swear I don't have a favourite' potter

[regretismyconstantcompanion]

Albus was hunched over his desk, glasses on as he worked on his Deluminator. He had almost perfected it, although there were still a few more glitches to be worked out. He was quite proud of this invention and confident that he would one day get it fully operational. Gellert was told him so many months earlier, apparently he'd had a vision of it working in the future! He'd seen a young red headed boy using it and beside him was a darker hair boy with glasses and lightening bolt scar of all things! Gellerts visions always did fascinate him and this latest one was certainly remarkable. Who were these boys and what exactly where they doing with his invention? Perhaps in the future he would go on to sell it, although that had certainly never been his intention. He had briefly wondered if perhaps the two boys were his sons, although he knew that was highly unlikely. "Dumbledore." Albus looked up sharply at the voice, looking around the room that was empty. He frowned slightly. "Hello?" He called out. It was the summer holidays at Hogwarts and very few students or faculty had remained behind. He hadn't been expecting visitors and besides, that voice was unfamiliar. "Dumbledore!" Albus stood this time, looking around the room with the Deluminator in hand. Just then it suddenly lit up itself and he paused as the voice called to him again. Wait, was someone trying to call him... through the Deluminator? He gasped softly, thinking of Gellerts vision. The boys! The red head and lightening scar! What if they were in trouble? What if they were experimenting in the future? He felt almost a tug toward it, and then there was a bright light and then... he was falling. It was similar to apparating but not quite. It felt longer, more our of his control as he turned an swirled and his stomach churned. There was another bright flash of light and then suddenly he was dropped sharply onto the ground and only just managed to catch himself before he fell. He groaned slightly, his stomach protesting and he feared he may be sick as his head swam. @dumbledoresthroughndthrough

[poisonghoull]

it’s funny to think that albus’ best excuse for his and scorpius’ disappearance was that the two of them wanted to run away and start a new life together